My wife is the reborn boss

The white light took the foggy hands until the old eunuch faced the door before slowly dissipating, among them was Wu Qiong!

Seeing that the power of the sword was exhausted, Wu Qiong suddenly changed his color, and was about to pull away!The old eunuch laughed wildly, tightened the wooden sword with his hands, and slapped Wu Qiong's chest with his own palm!

"Bang" to a sound!

Wu Qiong flew back backwards!Relying on his powerful skills, he was not seriously injured. Before he landed, he turned around abruptly, without caring to wipe off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. Reincarnation"!

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I asked my little uncle to give me a political and ideological class this afternoon. The adults are anxious. I have passed 25 and will soon be 26. I am still the eldest grandson of my family. There are two cousins ​​at my grandma’s house, and I am the only one. single.

After drinking some wine, halfway through a chapter, I was not thinking about the plot of the story, but recalling a few relationships I didn't know if they were love.

Let's start with junior high school.

It was after an inter-class exercise in the first grade of junior high school. My school at that time finished the inter-class exercises after two classes in the morning, and had to run around the playground a few times, which was the same for all classes.It was a morning in summer, I was running around in a boring way, chatting with my buddy about games while running, maybe it was Fantasy Westward Journey or something, I can’t remember.As he ran, his back was hit hard.To be honest, it really hurts. When I turned my head, a little girl looked surprised, "Wang Chuan (alias), you are also in this school!"

She is my elementary school classmate, the same class.

The current elementary school doesn’t know, when we were in elementary school, boys and girls were opposite. At most, the entire password notepad was written on it, “I like so and so”, and then I had fun by myself.

After graduating from primary school, I thought we would never see each other again, but I didn't expect to meet again in the first day of junior high school, and I was also very happy.Then we hung out every day, just like buddies, of course, until one night.I lived on campus in the first and second grades of junior high school. One night, the two of us quietly went over the wall to buy food. When we came back, we met the dormitory teacher patrolling, so we hid in a small forest. Maybe we were nervous. holding hands together.

Later, the teacher probably left, people relaxed, or maybe it was twelve or thirteen years old who were ignorant, we two looked at each other, her face was flushed, I guess I was too choked, anyway, we kissed together, pure lips Touching lips, my heart was pounding, I just laughed after kissing, maybe it was together.

Afterwards there is nothing later.I went to day school in the third year of junior high school, and the different classes gradually ceased contacting each other. It just ended without a problem. It was only when she notified me of her wedding date on Q 12 years later that I found out that our two good friends have always been friends. over there.

Later, in high school, when everyone was studying hard, there was a girl in the class. She was really cute and lively. Under the school uniform, she had a delicate and budding youthful body. To be honest, it was hard not to be tempted, but It's just a heartbeat.We have a good relationship, maybe because of the relationship at the same table.

At that time, we were laughing and joking, playing and fighting, but after all, there were no stories between men and women, maybe it was because she was playing with those punks in the class.

So I arrived at the second year of high school. One weekend night, I was running outside at night and saw her squatting on the side of the road alone, crying profusely.I went over to ask her what's wrong, she raised her head, her teary-eyed little face looked pitiful against the dim yellow streetlights, to be honest, I was really moved.

She said that she quarreled with her boyfriend and wanted to drag me to drink. I sat with her at a barbecue stand and watched her cry while drinking.Afterwards, I sent her home with her on my back, and the warm and soft jade rubbed back and forth on my back, saying something shameless, and I was a little agitated.

Then she whispered in my ear "he doesn't want me anymore"

I said "hmm."

She said, "If he doesn't want me anymore, will you want me?"

My heart turned cold, and my blood also turned cold.

Just silently sent her home, his father looked at me like a thief, I bowed, turned and left without saying anything.

Later, the two of them reconciled, and she still joked with me every day, and I laughed like this until I went to college.

In college, the brothers in the dormitory all talked about being in love. Everyone happily played games every day and accompanied their girlfriends. Only I was still alone.

Is it true that no one likes me?Yes, senior, a girl of the same class, junior.To put it shamelessly, I am also above average in appearance, although I can't say how handsome I am, handsome, handsome.

They were joking, "Wang Chuan, can I be your girlfriend?"

"Okay, okay." I also laughed.

Then everyone was laughing and laughing, just taking it as a joke, because my expression was too serious.

The brothers in the dormitory laughed at me, "You are not ugly but you don't look for a girlfriend. You can't be gay, right?"

I also laughed together, "If I'm gay, I'll sleep with you first!"

Then everyone laughed.

Later, maybe it was a herd mentality. I also accepted a female classmate's confession, but was that really love?

I do not know.

We just go to class together, eat together, go to the library together.Perhaps just finding a companion for dinner?To keep yourself from feeling lonely?I think it is.

Later, in my senior year, she wanted me to go to her city, maybe she loved me.

I refused.

On the day of graduation, she cried and wanted to stay out with me at night, um, that is, to have a room.

I sent her back to the dormitory and said to her, "It's not appropriate, I can't harm you."

do i love herMaybe not.

She didn't say anything and went back to the dormitory.Then I was blocked and never saw each other again.

After graduation, I found a job and just muddled through. Have you ever thought about finding a partner?have.

I took my female colleagues to watch movies, drink coffee, eat, and go for a drive.When I needed to go further, I gave up.Maybe I don't love them.

My dad scolded me, quarreled, and even almost started fighting.

I said, "Now there is no house or car, which girl will follow me?"

Then I bought a house and a car. Although I repaid the loan myself, my dad paid the down payment.

There's no excuse now, is there?But I am still the same.

But now you have no excuse to refuse the blind date, right?

I said ok, let's go on a blind date.

I met seven or eight times, and five or six times the other party wanted to continue to develop, but I refused.

Until one time, a girl, a middle school teacher, said to me, "Wang Chuan, you didn't open your heart at all, you just wrapped yourself in the wall and sat alone in the middle, even if someone wanted to break the wall you built. You will mend the wall and continue to sit in it alone. The cheerfulness and optimism you show are just masks you put on.”

She left, and I was speechless.

Looking back, what kind of girl do I like?I don't know either.

So what do you do now that you are empty and lonely all day long?

Then code words, code words until early in the morning after get off work, and sleep.

Get up and go to work the next day, and so on.

Just living like a walking corpse, maybe one day, a girl can break the wall I built and walk into my world.

Let's talk about it then.

Chapter 55 I am your father

The old eunuch felt as if the whole world had frozen.